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Nothing special

How can I tell you that I don't like your sister's name
Your motor brake and you keeping me hidden from the eyes of the world
When is the world you cannot see?
And all your advice is of little use
I'm very good at making mistakes on my own
How can I keep this song away from those who shouldn't listen to it?
 
If you knew what I wrote about you, my publisher would make a contract
You would take me to Sarajevo in the autumn of thirty years and you should not work anymore
And I walk to the phone on a tour of God even now that I've learned to play a bit
Because you're like me
The lighter you are, the less you are superficial
 
I dreamed of you in a FS office, sang in French at the complaints desk
They made fun of all my friends disguised as dancers and dwarfs
What are you really afraid of?
Maybe the cat escapes down the stairs?
You do not know how much I envy the animals
They always know whom to return to
I would like a Sunday afternoon for every Monday that I could not start
But we are a story that can not be told
We have nothing special
It was not that I'm afraid of growing up and you of swimming
And you can tell me that you love me but only until you leave the elevator
Yet you also feel that we made the same mistake
 
Do you know that those who sleep in the beds have their mouths open to bite?
Do you know it's easy to hate the earthquake?
The difficult is to build up
Do you know that I felt sorry for you?
Do not choose is like choose to undergo
It is not dreaming that helps to live
It is living that must help you to dream
 
So keep the blanket
I'm very good at being cold alone
Keep your discrete selfishness
If you are not able to have it in the light of the sun
Keep my words
That you have thirty-five square meters to furnish
In fact, keep my hair still
Without you I can not breathe anymore
 
I dreamed of you in a FS office, sang in French at the complaints desk
They made fun of all my friends disguised as dancers and dwarfs
What are you really afraid of?
Maybe the cat escapes down the stairs?
You do not know how much I envy the animals
They always understand who to return to
I would like a Sunday afternoon for every Monday that I could not start
But we are a story that can not be said
We have nothing special
It was not that I'm afraid of growing up and you of swimming
And you can tell me that you love me but only until you leave the elevator
Yet you also feel that we made the same mistake
 
Hold my hands, you will not drown
Hold my hands, you will not drown (ai, ai)
Hold my hands, you will not drown (ai, ai)
Hold my hands, you will not drown (ai, ai)
Hold my hands, you will not drown (ai, ai)
You may be able to drink, but you will not drown (ai)
Whenever you choose, choose the type of slave you will not be (ai, ai)
 
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Niente di speciale

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